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Window
I have a deep fascination with windows which has only grown with time. I have captured them at various places, in various shades, angles, ...
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To someone very dear, Rain brought you, they say. You are Rain, I believe. Full of vigor, you make me live. Serenity you carry, transcends ...
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Sometimes, little things matter more. These little things together make it large. Just like the food chain depends on tiny phyto... -
At times, when you are lost and find yourself in a conundrum, moving ahead mindlessly may take you to a cul de sac. So, it is better to tak...
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